We lock our mouths and tongues. Our kisses stir up our souls. We feel our bodies melting together. I run my fingers through her hair pulling her with ...me as I lay down. I do love redheads, they are so sensual. Ashley wraps her arms around my neck and we kiss and kiss enjoying each other. Geena is munching and sucking my cock and fingering herself. Her moaning is driving my cock wild. I feel my cock roaring ready to shoot a wad of cum. Geena feels it to and starts to move faster and suck harder.. " What in the name of the thirteen prophets did she mean by that? "Me, child," she said after a moment, "me. I was wife to your grandfather, mother to your mother and your uncle, but I have never been a woman, not inside, and I have always known it. I know only too well how you feel." "That is why you knew all of the stories of the Hiranji," I said, the realization hitting me like a falling tree. "Of course. I first heard stories when I was not much older than you are now. I spent many years. He rocked slowly massaging his prostate not touching his cock...it felt so good, his arse burned deep inside and he felt a little pre cum ooze from his head.He couldn't stand any more and gripped the metal rings around his cock slowly moving up and down as the bit into his skin, he knew he couldn't last long and started to work harder bringing his hand hard down onto the top of is balls. He worked it for a couple of minutes while he rocked on the plug, the deep sensation driving him to new. ’ I opened the door wider and she moved inside, smiling at me sweetly as she passed. ‘Would you like a drink? I have a beautiful Sauvignon from New Zealand, its got a great Quincy after-taste.’ ‘I’m driving but one glass won’t hurt, if you’re sure that’s ok,’ she asked me. I smiled at her and left the room to fetch the wine, when I came back she’d taken off her coat and was sat on the edge of the bed. I could now absorb her appearance and noticed she was wearing leather-faded brown boots, with.